Teach me,

Someone? Please.
Somebody'll have to teach me, I have to know!
My knowledge is fairly non-existent.
About letting go, or holding tight.
So speak out. I'll listen.
Carefully! My brain is working, all the time. There's no rest.
What am I to do, what is right? What will make me happy? What?
Is it still here? I think so. But...
I don't know nothing.
Please come. Come, my key, my dictionary. I need you, don't you care?
No. Deep inside I know. I know there is no dictionary, no key. It's just me.
So come, me.
I just keep fighting, I keep reaching for it. For the knowledge.
For my deepdown feelings.
What is the answer?
And where...

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